In the beginning, she was just a spiritual butterfly living on the top of the snow mountain. In the lonely snow field, the only companion she had was the sacred tree beside her. The name of the sacred tree is Huaisang. It is said that those who get this leaf can live forever and can withstand disasters.
The sacred tree is alone and has spent thousands of years of long and lonely years. It is bound to bring blessings to all living beings before its body is annihilated, and protect Chang Qingshan and the surrounding people from danger for the rest of their lives.
With the passage of time, the sacred tree has witnessed the beautiful changes in the living conditions of the world. Under his protection, the corner of the place where the gods were helpless in the past gradually ushered in the warm smoke and smoke. He believed that there is no absolute good or evil in all things in the world, and most of them are involuntarily.
But he underestimated the greed of people. Ever since the mulberry tree became the patron saint sought after by everyone, his bet with the Lord of Gods was destined to end in a loser.
The luster of the sacred tree was fading little by little, and the peace and joy that had been exchanged for a lifetime ended up in a cocoon with no one behind it.
Lingdie has been living with the sacred tree for decades. He is such a gentle person. When he turned into a human form, he let her stay on his fingertips and gently caressed her butterfly wings, like the spring breeze blowing through the willow tops, neither slow nor slow.
The world has changed its original respect and love for the sacred tree. Their eyes are filled with the desire for immortality, and they have extended their claws to the weak Huaisangzhiye. Even if it is a spiritual butterfly transformed by other people's consciousness, Ting Xue cannot tolerate the sacred tree being missed by these mortals who have stripped off their immortality.
She exhausted all her spiritual energy and changed the ending of Huaisang leaves withering all over the ground.
If possible, I hope her arrival and departure are no longer for anyone, but for herself.
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Ting Xue raised her eyes slightly, and bits of snow fell on her eyelashes. She saw the person coming with a pot of wine, and said to her with a gentle tone: "It's snowing tonight, can you have a drink?"
That life was just a dream, and their lives had just begun.
Purpose: To cross others first to cross oneself